Ménage à Trois of The Mind.

It's Saturday and at 3pm, I am still in my pajamas. Which is exactly how I wanted to spend my Saturday. Slept in and have been at this computer for 3 hours, downloading music, adding album covers to the ipod, following up on email, reading news and surfing blogs.

On Friday, a local blogger discovered me and made contact and today I am following up and reading her blog. I followed a link on her sidebar and found another prodigious blogger. And I am flipping between them, back and forth, while album covers synchronize on my ipod. Ironically, because they're friends, they keep on popping up on each others comments and this actually feels like a dialogue between them, that I'm listening in on.

They are both young, eloquent, sexy, smart and deeply searching for something that they haven't found yet. And because they're both mired in the formless, grey muddiness of early twenties through mid-twenties, they're both anxious about who and where they are.

I want to reach out to both of them and say, "Relax. You're exactly where you're supposed to be, for who you are. You're not going to go insane. Or end up unemployed or crammed into some hateful, demeaning job that you hate. You're not going to end up like your mothers, either. You're going to be okay."

I want to get tea and coffee with these girls and talk and relax and slow them down enough to enjoy who and where they are. The same thing I wish someone had done for me, when I was their age.

They'll figure it out. Things will get better than they are now. One of them will get over the ex-fiance. The other one will meet a guy who is not as cute as she wants him to be, but will treat her like an equal and a partner. And frankly, that's more important than washboard abs and olympic-style tight ass. Again, it's all stuff that they'll figure out on their own.

For the time being, I am enjoying, flipping between them. They're making me laugh. And they're making me smile. And they're making me think and empathize and that's the sexiest thing that any girl (or person) can do.

Diving Back In Between Them,
Mr.B



PS. The very brief wikipedia page about "Ménage à trois" gives some interesting information about the term. It's French, obviously, and translates to mean, "Household of Three", which emphasizes the domestic living style of three people living and loving together. An element that is, I think, lost, when people hear the term used. It's almost exclusively sexual, in contemporary usage. But I'm fascinated by the domestic idea of polygamous co-habitation. It's interesting to me that the term originates from that idea. You can see what I mean, by clicking here.

PSS. A Google Image Search, with no filters on, for the term "Menage A Trois" reminds oneself that A.) the term is almost entirely sexual in it's current connotation and B.) women are amazingly flexible and can fit three bodies into the most unaccommodating spaces. Good Lord.